"That was too fucking close, Cait..." Vi barked under one breath as she lied on the floor panting like dog.

"It's not my fault, I was trying my best to get them off you." Caitlyn polished her rifle, smiling to herself at thoughts of the perfect shots she sent. She hated to hurt the citizens of her own city, but the fact that she'd never been in such a great condition before as a sniper was keeping her head high. The hours of practice were well spent as it seemed.

"I can fucking get it. Really, I can. The Harrowing is a thing, but what the Hell does Singed have in his shithole brain to do this..." Pinkette closed her eyes to calm down. Her stamina was really great, yet for the past few days she didn't really had a break. The exhaustion could show signs at any hour, and make her unconscious – as it happened in the past.

"You can be sure, Vi, that Institute will give him the right punishment for creating this chaos." The voice of brunette was calming, yet Vi knew that her partner is more than exhausted. Being a workaholic was one thing. It made Caitlyn be used to not sleep for a few days and still be in a good condition. Nowadays the serious lack of sleep was taking its toll on the sniper. Even if she had perfect shots, her hand was not as steady as it was before. Vi could see it, every time Caitlyn was touching her rifle.

Knowing that even a weak shake of the weapon, a missed shot, could end her very life, that was making Vi uncomfortable. Even throwing herself aside, she couldn't afford to lose the only person to keep her back safe.

Yes, Vi was afraid. Every time Caitlyn was sending her off to check the grounds, Vi couldn't stop being scared.

The thing that kept her worried wasn't the fact that any second she could be attacked by the infected, but for leaving Caitlyn alone. She was a brawler - close combat was her thing, but her partner was not as skilled with her fists.

"Where is this hero wannabe of yours..." Vi cringed at her own words as she hated the idea, but only two of them couldn't afford to keep survivors safe. Being in a bigger group rather than just duo could force at least one person to keep Caitlyn's back safe.

She heard brunette getting more air into her lungs.

"He's not my...!" But as soon as she started saying the sentence, the annoying silence began. Vi opened one eye to see Caitlyn's red face and got pissed off. "Jayce's assistance is needed at Institute to help them with Singed and Viktor."

"Yeah, whatever." Vi finally got back at her feet, and looked down at shorter woman. The top hat was laying on the ground as Caitlyn took it off recently, so Vi could see the height difference between them. It was more than enough to make her smile to herself, thinking how it wasn't the usual Sheriff she was seeing at work. The tired, yet alluring woman by her side was keeping the morale up.

"Hey, Cait, what would ya do if I got bitten?" The white canines of pinkette were shown as she asked this question.

The little wrinkle appeared between brunette's eyebrows. She looked Vi straight into eyes. The answer was simple – "I would kill you", but those words never came out of her mouth. Before answering, Caitlyn bit her lower lip and looked down.

"I will make sure you won't." Her hand reached to Vi's face and gently caressed her cheek. "But I swear, if anything happens to you I will be the one to pull the trigger aiming at you first."

The last sentence got brawler confused. "At you first" sounded like an oath to die right after killing the partner. It made Vi feel kind of bitter. The gentle fingers stopped tracking her face, as Caitlyn got her rifle into their grasp once again. Pinkette snatched the top hat and looked at it with a sad smile before putting it on Caitlyn's head.

"Welp, you better never die, Cupcake. Piltover is nothing without you." Vi got the blood off her gauntlets as she wiped them on her jeans. "It's getting late, let's bring food to survivors."

The view from the building they were in was bringing pain to Caitlyn's eyes. The perfect City of streets. Between this apocalyptic and silent city, a few infected groups were seen, either as dangerous beast hunting for flesh or piles of blood drained guts laying dead on the ground.

Whether or not the city would be saved from the zombies, there were more casualties than any time when Jinx was destroying this place. Who would have ever thought that the peace can be interrupted once again, and one more time by the another disease of Zaun.


Author's note:
Sup', Styre's there. I've been lazy af. Forgive me y'all.
But school, stress, league, writings... Duh, there's a lot on my shoulders.
Anyway, I'll try to finish my stories as soon as possible and write new ones :3.